O Brother, Where Art Thou?

Nearest Ford auto man's Bristol.
Hold on. I don't want this pomade,
I want Dapper Dan.

I don't carry Dapper Dan.
I carry Fop.

I don't want Fop, god damn it!
I'm a Dapper Dan man!

Watch your language,
this is a public market.

Now, if you want Dapper Dan,
I can have it in a coupla weeks.

Ain't this a geographical oddity!
Two weeks from everywhere.

Forget it.
Just a dozen hair nets.
Well, didn't look
like a one-horse town,

but try finding
a decent hair jelly.

- (Delmar) Gopher, Everett?
- No transmission belt for two weeks.

Huh? They dam that river on the 21st.
- Today is the 17th.
- Don't I know it.

We got but four days
to get to that treasure.

After that, it'll be
at the bottom of a lake.

We won't make it walkin'.
- (Everett) Right...
- Gopher?

But the old tactician's got a plan.
For the transportation,
not keeping my coiffure in order.

How's this a plan?
How we gonna get a car?

Sell that. I figure you can only have
painful association for Wash.

"To Washington Bartholomew Hogwallop,
"from his lovin' Cora.
- "Amor fidel...is."
- (Everett) It was in his bureau,

I reckon it'll fetch us enough
for a good auto voiture

and a little leftover besides.
Whoo! You got light fingers, Everett.
- Gopher?
- You miserable little snake.

You stole from my kin!
Who was fixin' to betray us.
You didn't know that at the time.
So I borrowed it till I did know.
That don't make no sense!
A fool seeks logic
in the chambers of the heart.

- (Angelic singing)
- What the hell is that singing?

Appears to be some kind
of a...congregation.

Care for some gopher?
No, thank you, Delmar.